In Front of the Dorms, Friday Mid-Morning

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After class Ino wandered outside to sit on the lawn, and settled down to try and think of a way to write to her dad and tell him she really didn't want him to come for Parents Weekend. Sure, she wanted him to find out about the Yondaime but... other things? Not so much.

Judging from the tone of his letters Ino doubted she'd have much luck. Maybe she'd get lucky and he'd be sent out on a mission?

She also kept getting distracted by the group of wee knights who were plotting to take over the steps. At least, that's what she guessed they were planning from the amount of arm waving and pointing that was going on.

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"I'm still not leaving you alone with the knights. I don't care what you say." Ino shook her head irritably, and scowled, "What kind of a medic are you?"

Because, yeah, no. Weren't medical ninja supposed to heal?

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"A medic who understands bodies inside and out, in all forms of disrepair." Creepily enough, he had very good reasons for what he did. "I've learned things I wouldn't know otherwise; ways to repair damages faster and with less scarring. It makes me better." Kabuto was very serious, not trying to make himself sound more intimidating. He was just telling it as he - genuinely - believed it.

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"... can't you do all of that with corpses?" Ino asked dubiously. Possibly taking a step back.

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"No. They're good practice, though." Kabuto shrugged, ignoring Ino's nervousness. "There are significant differences in a body that's still functioning as opposed to one that has stopped."

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"And that's how you justify torturing people?" Ino made shooing gestures behind her and hoped the knights would take heed.

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"They'd die anyway." The silver-haired ninja shrugged again. "At least this way their deaths contribute something." He glanced at the weetiny knights. "They're too small to be worth anything."

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"Dying for your curiosity doesn't sound like it contributes much." Ino pointed out. "Especially since you don't seem like you'd be willing to share the knowledge you gained."

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"I share everything I know." Kabuto smiled secretively. "You would know that, if you cared to think about it. Who do you think I work for, Ino?"

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"Orochimaru." Ino said grudgingly, eyes flicking up to his headband, "I'm not stupid."

She was proud of herself for not taking a step back. Yes.

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"Then you know exactly who and what I am. Yet I still manage to surprise you." He laughed, pushing his glasses up higher on his nose. "I like that."

"I'll leave you to your new toys," he continued, looking up the side of the dorms. "I have...homework."

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"They're not toys!" Ino objected, "I'm not the one that wanted to burn them."

She crossed her arms over her chest, "So happy to amuse you." Yes, that was sarcasm.

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"You always do." Was that affection in his voice? Kabuto didn't give her any time to question it, jumping up on the wall and using chakra to get to the top and out of sight.